OBS Chapter 3922 Vigor Astley
Chapter 3922 Vigor Astley
Chapter 3922 Vigor Astley
Shad counted the drops of blood in his mind, deliberately controlling the wound on his palm to prevent it from healing too quickly. The good news was that after ten drops of blood, the witch's complexion visibly regained its rosy hue, much better than when she first appeared.
After the twentieth drop of blood fell, her breathing became smooth.
"Now I don't have to worry about Jialina and the others talking about me."
Shad noticed that the gold bracelets "limiters" on her wrists and the gold choker behind her neck were emitting a faint glow. He didn't quite understand what this meant, but he guessed that Megan's alchemical equipment might have included a function to check her physical condition.
The witch's condition improved, and after the 25th drop of blood fell, the wound on Shad's palm was completely healed.
Although he hadn't expected his blood to have such a significant effect on her, he was just glad the treatment went smoothly. So, Xia De prepared to reach out and help her calm the four elements that were still churning within her body. He placed his hand on the witch's brow, but the moment his fingertips touched her skin, the witch's entire body suddenly began to tremble uncontrollably.
Just when Xia De thought the other person was about to wake up, the girl suddenly grabbed his right hand, sat up, and then bit him hard.
"Oh!"
The teeth tore open the wound again, the obvious sucking sensation clearly indicating a thirst for more blood. Shad glanced suspiciously at the top of the other's head, confirming that the floating racial symbol there was indeed human. However, before he could push her away, the witch stopped moving.
Through the three clasped hands, Xia De saw that she had opened her eyes, her golden eyes filled with astonishment; she had clearly regained full consciousness.
Because of her earlier movement, her glasses were now askew. Her golden eyes met Xia De's, and a look of surprise quickly turned to embarrassment and shyness.
For a moment, neither of them spoke, only the campfire crackling nearby. Even though she was no longer drawing blood, the witch's rosy, healthy complexion was visibly growing even redder.
"If I were her, I would want to crawl into an ant hole right now."
Xia De could understand what the other person was thinking at that moment. The action of biting his right hand just now should be the result of the confusion before he woke up.
After a moment of silence, he blinked, pulled his injured hand out of the other person's grasp, and placed his left hand on top of his right to treat himself, since the wound would heal again if left untreated.
Shad looked down at his hands to give the other woman a chance to calm down, but the witch had no such intention. She touched her bloodied lips with her left hand, glanced around, paused briefly on the two seriously injured and unconscious ring sorcerers, then, her face flushed, stared intently at Shad's face.
With one hand supporting her on the blanket, her legs curled up as she sat up. As she blinked and the flush on her face gradually faded, the unfamiliar girl clearly felt her heart beating faster and faster.
When Xia De finished his treatment and looked up at her again, she simply took off her glasses; her improved physical condition seemed to have improved her eyesight as well.
"you"
She spoke softly; although her health had improved, she still gave off a delicate feeling.
This was the first time he had met the witch, and he had revealed so many secrets. Shad was prepared to be questioned by her and to use his current strength to make her realize the reality and apologize for his earlier attack.
But the witch, who looked to be about the same age as Luvia and Dorothy, didn't continue speaking. Instead, she moved her face closer to Shad. Shad instinctively held his breath. Every witch had her own unique perfume called "the scent of a witch," and for some reason, the scent of this black-haired witch's perfume gave outsiders a feeling of fluttering hearts.
So, just before the other person was about to rudely bump into his face, Xia De quickly coughed. The girl seemed to be startled, her face slightly flushed, and she stepped back.
"I'm sorry about what happened earlier. I think I mistook you for someone else."
Her accent had a strong Arcadian influence, which was Gudrinor, making her voice sound soft.
Her golden eyes were fixed on Shad, and she asked again:
"I've tasted this before. I mean, sir, haven't I seen you somewhere before?"
"Ok?"
The shocked stranger hurriedly tried to recall if he had ever accidentally let his true appearance appear in the newspaper, but he clearly didn't understand what she meant, because the witch pursed her lips and showed a ashamed expression:
"The illusion on your face is affected by my constitution, and I can see through it directly. You give me a very warm feeling, like an old friend I haven't seen in a long time."
Shad still didn't understand what the other party was trying to say, but it seemed that this witch was quite polite.
The other person's next words made Xia De understand the meaning of what he had just said.
"So, can I pursue you?"
"Huh? Were you trying to hit on me just now?"
Shad suddenly realized, and the "she" beside him began to laugh. Seeing that this beautiful, chaotic great witch didn't seem to be joking, Shad also looked at her and asked:
"Ma'am, you've noticed something amiss with my gender, haven't you?"
The witch nodded quickly:
"Of course, when I made that mistake in the library, I sensed something was wrong with your gender. Right now, I feel better than ever before, and my senses are incredibly sharp, so... I'm sorry."
She took Xia De's hand with her soft, boneless hand, and after releasing Xia De, she examined her own palm:
"Yes, there is indeed a problem."
"Then why?"
The witch looked at Shad again:
"There's a familiar scent in your blood. You provided Star Dewdrop to one of my colleagues, right? If that's the case, you're definitely not an enemy, you could even be considered a friend. Plus, I attacked you, but you saved me, so I have a very good first impression of you."
As for gender, I don't care about gender. From a very young age, I told myself: since I am the most beautiful girl in the world, the lover I choose for myself in the future must be someone whose appearance can rival mine.
If I can't find someone like that, I'd rather be alone for the rest of my life, and this thought has become even clearer since I became a witch. So, since you're not a bad person, whether you're a woman or a man immune to witch's curses is completely unimportant to me.
Xia De suddenly realized he understood the tone of Jia Lina's voice when she mentioned her; the other woman's narcissism was indeed a bit excessive.
"But even so, we've only just met, and you..."
Unexpectedly, the witch answered:
"Oh, so you think I'm that kind of shallow girl? No, I'm not."
She finally stood up, even pulling Shad up with her. The witch took a deep breath, feeling a lightness she had never experienced before, but she continued earnestly to Shad:
"I'm confessing my feelings to you not just because of your 'beautiful' appearance, but also because of your perfect soul, character, knowledge, and many other aspects. Yes, in my eyes, you are perfect in every way."
She slightly raised her neck, which reminded Shad of a swan:
"As for myself, I may not be the best in every aspect, but I can guarantee that I am the most beautiful when all aspects are combined."
She nodded to herself:
“I sensed a powerful force in your blood, and your soul is certainly not weak either. I believe more than one girl has praised your outstanding appearance, and the unique temperament you possess is extraordinary. I have never met anyone like you before. You seem proud, yet humble; you seem kind to me, yet there is actually a sense of distance between you.”
She finished speaking in one breath, and then asked:
"So, sir—I'll call you that for now, and I'm not joking—would you be willing to let me pursue you?"
She then pointed to herself:
"I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Vigo Valeria Astley."
"Asterly?"
I had heard of this surname from Mr. Leberard earlier that morning.
"I am John Watson. Yes, that's a pseudonym. I can't reveal my real name right now."
Xia De also introduced himself, saying that the current situation was unclear. He felt that the witch in front of him was different from any girl he had ever met before, and that outsiders were not good at getting along with this kind of girl.
Miss Astley was completely unconcerned that Shad was using a pseudonym:
"Hello, Mr. Watson, welcome to Arcadia City!"
She said quite seriously:
"Please forgive my abrupt confession to such a beauty as you. I can't help myself when I encounter something beautiful, and I was deeply attracted by the scent of your blood. Please believe me, I am absolutely serious. Also, please allow me to apologize again for attacking you in the library and biting your hand after I woke up."
I was really too rude, but I'm definitely not usually that kind of girl.
She bowed to Xia De in apology, then snapped off the "limiters" on her hands twice. After taking a deep breath, despite the heavy smog, she still wore a satisfied expression; she had never felt this kind of health before.
The "she" in Shad's ear was still laughing; in fact, "she" had been laughing since the beginning.
Shad took a deep breath, clearly not wanting to discuss the topic any further. He pointed to the two people bound by chains and a moon halo:
“Miss Astley, I know there was a reason for the attack, and I don’t mind that you bit my hand, since you weren’t fully conscious at the time. Could you first explain where these two people came from? And what should I do with them?”
The witch had just seen the two attackers, and she clearly knew their intentions:
"They belong to the [Jade Alchemy Association] and are here to cause me trouble. This is related to some very complicated past events and involves a high-level relic. You didn't kill them immediately because they attacked you, but instead wanted to wait until I woke up and ask for my opinion before making a decision—I admire you more and more."
"Then let's take them away from here first; this isn't the place to discuss business."
She winked at Shad, a playful expression in the signature golden eyes of the great witches:
“I would like to invite you to my home. You can tell me about your connections with the council, and I will tell you my story and make amends for my rash actions earlier—sir, you wouldn't want to miss out on a friendship with yet another great witch in the council, would you?”